Assassin's Will [Quick Transmigration]

Now that the legendary archmage Hugh Saphiris has been resurrected in the form of a ghost mage, the legendary mission has also come to fruition.

The blond-haired black-robed archmage smiled and joined their team, filling the position of the summoner Anser who was afraid of the night so he never crossed the abyss.When I left the city, it was just a thorn in the B-level adventure group, but now there are two more members of the legendary level.

Legendary Assassin General Ye Sheeran and Legendary Archmage Hugh Saphiris.

With this configuration, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

The happiest one was my little brother Persis. On the way back to Anliu City, he looked at Jiang Ye's murderous eyes very firmly, and asked the archmage for advice with a magic book in his hand.

Xiu seemed to be deliberately avoiding Jiang Ye, and answered all his puzzles with a smile.

As if he had found a treasure, the little mage wrote down all his instructions, and said that he would copy them into a book in the future for him to look up at home from time to time.

In Anliu City, other adventure groups that went to the Archmage's Tomb have returned and brought the latest news—only the Thorn Adventure Group entered the Archmage's Tomb, and the ownership of the legendary mission has been answered.

There is also a rumor that makes the entire continent boil: The legendary assassin General Ye Xie Erlun reappeared after more than three hundred years!

Even the pterosaurs in the Archmage's Crypt admit it.

That is a real living legend!

Anliu City, the capital of adventure, fell into madness again.

As soon as Lily stepped into the Mage Association, she felt the eyes of other adventurers guarding here.Curious, jealous, even fearful.

They all returned from the tomb without success, knowing that they would come here to turn in the mission, they came here specially to guard, and wanted to see what they got from the tomb.

The Thorn Adventure Group was only a B-level team, but because there was a legendary assassin in the team, they were afraid of the awe-inspiring killing intent on him, so all those with evil intentions died down.

Lily paused for a moment. As the team leader, she walked up to the mage who was in charge of the registration, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mage, our Thorn Adventure Group has completed the legendary mission: The Tomb of the Archmage."

The mage was registering other tasks, and his long black robe was winding on the ground, looking a little dark and gloomy.He raised his head when he heard the words, and said slowly: "How to prove it?"

Lily was taken aback: "What proof do you want?"

The sorcerer said: "Our sorcerer's association judges the completion of the task is whether it has been inherited by the great sorcerer." He looked at the people behind Lily, and finally landed on the two sorcerers in the team, squinting his eyes and asked : "Have the mages in your team obtained the inheritance of the archmage?"

Xiu's identity should not be disclosed at this time, so he wore a cloak to cover his golden hair that was as bright as the sun.

He stepped back, shook his head with a smile, and turned the mage's attention to Persis.

Persis froze for a moment, looked at him subconsciously, pointed to himself and said, "Me?"

Xiu smiled and said, "You have indeed obtained the inheritance of the Archmage."

Persis: "..." He just asked a few questions along the way, does it have anything to do with inheritance?

Then Xiu pushed him slightly forward, the little mage in black robe still had a puzzled expression on his face, blinked his eyes blankly, but was surprised to find a thorny flame symbol appeared on the back of his hand.

Xiu removed the cold hand from his shoulder, then smiled and said, "Look at the back of his hand."

Only then did the mage look straight at them, grabbed his hand and looked it over carefully, then bowed and said: "The successor of the archmage, and his teammates, please follow me."

Persis was stunned, and stayed in place for a long time, unable to react

Xiu tilted his head, smiled narrowly, and said, "You know my life very well, and you have also learned almost all the basic spells I left behind. Are you unwilling to be my successor?"

Then the mage who was leading the way heard a loud noise behind him, and when he looked back, the inheritor of the great mage fell to the ground with a bang, unable to get up for a long time.

Mage: "...what happened?"

Persis: "Stumbled."

Lily looked at the flat ground of the Mage Association, and said deeply: "It really fell on the flat ground."

Jiangye pressed the hood, and pursed his lips in displeasure.

He was looking at the oil paintings hanging on the walls of the Masters Association, which depicted legends from the period of the gods, the story of the god of law teaching magic to the underworld.He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, Xiu's pale and bony hands rested on the little mage's shoulders, he held back his breath, and looked a little sleepy.

Xiu bent down and stretched out his hand to pull up the mage Persis who fell on the ground.

The small wrist protruding from the black robe is also as white as fresh snow.

Jiang Ye clicked his tongue, then moved his eyes away, resisting the urge to grab his pale wrist bone, put it to his lips, kiss and chew.

Persis straightened up, as if he had been hit by a big pie, and his expression was still a little dazed.

As a fanboy, he saw the idol from 300 years ago, and in a blink of an eye he became the apprentice of the archmage. He didn't wake up after twisting a bit, but it was Green who carried him forward and scolded in a low voice: "Per Sith, look at your worthless look."

Persis: "You don't understand! That's Archmage Xiu!"

Xiu pursed his lips and smiled, and walked slowly beside Jiang Ye, his fingers casually brushing his hand that was hanging on one side.

It feels cold to the touch, and the fingertips are a little delicate.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and said, "You are so happy to have chosen a disciple?"

Xiu inadvertently turned his hand away, and then said naturally: "He is a very interesting kid." To accept him as a disciple, he had to teach this disciple who had memorized all his biographies what to say and what not to do right away.

Jiang Ye narrowed his eyes displeased.

The little mage didn't know that his living library ability had become the source of the secret rivalry between the two big bosses. He changed his usual sullen appearance and was very happy to walk ahead with his teammates.

Xiu calmly glanced at the large oil painting behind Jiang Ye, and said, "This is Yusiyev's oil painting 'The Source of Ten Thousand Laws', does it attract you?"

Looking at the Dharma God wearing a crown and holding a staff in the middle of the picture, Jiang Ye said in an unhappy mood: "The painting is too bad."

Xiu smiled: "He is a recognized master of epic painting."

Jiang Ye said in a cold voice: "I haven't even painted one ten thousandth of the charm."

Xiu looked at the group of people who had already gone upstairs along the spiral staircase, did some mental construction, and then tentatively reached out to grab Jiangye's arm and lead him forward.

As soon as he touched the cold leather armor of the assassin, his heart skipped a beat and he looked up at him.

Jiang Ye also looked at him, with a slight smile in his silver-gray eyes.

Xiu paused for a moment, then wanted to retract his hand, and smiled calmly: "We should also follow."

Although Xiu is more than three hundred years old, he has always been obsessed with pursuing the truth, studying magic, and running for peace.This is the first time to taste the sweetness and bitterness of secret love.

I tried my best to get closer to him, but I didn't know what to say. Just touching his limbs was like getting an electric shock, and my whole body was numb.

Jiang Ye took a deep look at him again, clasped the knuckles he hadn't had time to escape with his backhand, brushed over the back of his soft hand very gently and provocatively, and held that section of knuckles that he had thought about for a long time.

It feels cold to the touch, like a piece of finely crafted jade.

Xiu's scalp went numb, and he looked up at him in astonishment.

Then the assassin lowered his head and dropped a courtesy kiss on the back of his fair hand.

His voice was clear and deep.

"As you wish, Archmage."

The mage who led the way was already standing on the spiral staircase, turned around and asked, "Two?"

The three adventure group partners who were playing around also followed the prestige.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, the archmage quickly distanced himself from the assassin, lowered his head hastily, and let the cloak cover his expression.

Seeing his appearance like this, the assassin laughed in a good mood.

The current president of the Masters Association is Will Rosoff, who is about 70 years old this year and is a highly respected archmage in the Rhineland.

After the legendary quest was released, he came from Olgu, the city of mages, and stayed in Anliu City, waiting for the result of the quest.

He originally thought that the legendary mission would last for a long time, and he was mobilizing mages from the association to participate, but he never expected that on the third day after the mission was released, an adventure group claimed to have completed it.

He looked at the group brought up by his proud disciple, at Persis who was pushed in front and the cloaked mage standing behind, and asked gently: "The successor of the archmage, please come forward."

Persis was pushed forward by Lily, looked at the big man he had only seen at the mage assembly, and saluted with his chest.

Archmage Weir looked at the coat of arms on the back of his hand, and his smile became more real.

"He's a good boy." His wise and insightful eyes shifted to the two people standing behind him, and he also saluted: "I heard that the legendary assassin will return Master Ye Sheerlun, I am Will Rothoff, The current president of the Mage Association, I don’t know if I can see the true face of the Master Assassin.”

Jiang Ye's appearance had already been exposed in the mage's tomb, and he didn't want to hide it now.

He took off his hood, revealing his flowing silver hair.

"Greetings to you." The president of the Mage Association said: "My old friend, Rochelle, the great mentor of the contemporary Assassin's Guild, sent me a letter when he heard about it, asking me to leave you a note to convey his message to you." respect."

"These little guys don't seem to be doing well." Jiang Ye clicked his tongue, remembering the disdain everyone had for assassins before he was invited into the group.

"That's not the case. The reason why the Assassin's Guild went underground was also to cooperate with the Archmage Xiu Saphiris, who was then the president of the Mage Association."

Jiang Ye got a little interested, and asked, "Oh?"

Xiu, who was standing beside him, grasped his cuffs for a moment, and his face under the hood changed again.

Archmage Weildao: "You may not know that after the bloody Pope's assassination, the Assassin's Association went underground to prevent the Holy See from retaliating. and supported the Assassin Guild, and even became friends with the Assassin Mentor at the time."

Jiang Ye glanced sideways at the archmage beside him, only to feel that his whole body was stiff.

And the president of the Mage Association said with a smile on his face: "Since the Archmage Xiu, the relationship between our Mage Association and the Assassin's Guild has been excellent. Even though assassins are doing a great and serious cause, they don't often travel outside."

"One of the mage's rules is to be friendly with assassins, they are our eternal friends."

"Friends forever?" Jiang Ye repeated, with a slightly lowered ending, as if chuckling.

"..." Xiu took a deep breath and finally couldn't hide it any longer. He took off his cloak to reveal his blond hair.

There's no need to hide it anymore, it's better to show your identity first so that the president can say a few words less.

The president of the Mage Association, Will, looked at the familiar face, which was no different from the statue standing outside the city of the Mage, and that witty and wise appearance could not be maintained anymore.

"Cough cough cough... Archmage?" He lost his voice, "Why are you here?"

Xiu smiled and said, "I was awakened..."

Weier looked at Jiang Ye's awe-inspiring and handsome face, and said decisively: "Understood, you don't need to say any more!"

Xiu: "..." I want to explain, give me a chance.

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Kissing the hand is too cool.

The infighting over the living library mage Persis.

shock!The archmage was told about the dark history in public!

The 300-year friendship between the Assassin's Guild and the Mage's Guild turned out to be because of him!

No, it's too silly.

Make me laugh for a while.

I feel that I can't write the main line for a long time, cover my face, and return Cavin.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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